New year, new me.

Though that is such a cliche term to use at the start of the year, I wanted it to be true.

In late November, I faced a situation I never thought I would face with this guy. I had liked him for a year and a bit and things went smoothly. I have mentioned on him before and if you want to know what happened before the situation, go and check it out.

Throughout the night, he was dancing with this girl, had his hands all over her the entire night, and it really upsetted me since it was my birthday so at that point I simply said to myself, “I’m done.” and it was true, I am done.

I went through a really weird phase, I didn’t know what to do with myself and I almost felt lost without him but trust me, it was just the hormones. But after a very relaxing weekend in London, it opened my eyes to a clearer world.

I realised there are plenty of other fish in the ocean and I don’t need him, he can fuck off for all I care and so this is  a new start.

And I want you to join along…


Fell for the wrong person?

Though it’s hard to even type this write now, I want to get a few things off my chest. I’ve been crushing on this boy, Rock, for over a year now and until recently he has completely shattered and broken my heart. I had this little thought at the back of my mind that he did like me back, by the small things he did. Eye contact, body language, mirroring. But truly, I was creating these all in my head and making myself fall for him more. How could I have been so stupid to lead myself on- when deep down I knew I would get hurt in the end. It pained me last night to see his hands all over another girl, bitch-face let’s call her, he was whispering in her ear, spinning her around, hands on her waist. Everything I have wanted from him, everything I have dreamed of having with him. He’s only known the girl six weeks and suddenly he’s like “Oh yeah, I really like her.” Does it work like that with boys? Do they always go for the pretty and skinny ones and not the one who was waiting, patiently for them to say one word to you? I’m utterly pissed off, and also very upset. I had spent an entire night, crying, thinking “Why? What did I do to deserve this?” My chest ached and my throat was tightening. I received no sleep. I just want some advice- how do I get over this guy?

eutonycerys. x

Boys. Boys. Boys

Since I am fifteen, I have defiantly grown up to like many boys. Some only finding them attracting, some from a five-minute conversation… I’m a hopeless romantic I can’t help it. Anyway, over this year I have fancied this one boy who I will name Rock on my blog.

I have fancied Rock since September last year, I fancied him different from the way I have fancied over people. I have known him for  at least 3 years but we had never really spoke to each other.

Last year when I was sat next to him in my sciences, he was incredibly charming and very funny. My natural instinct in my body was to fancy him. At first I thought it was just the usual hormones and I was convincing myself to like him. But after about a week or so, it built up to me blushing, butterflies and I knew I no longer liked him as a friend.

I kept it pretty cool if I’m honest and gradually over time I gushed about it to all my friends… well, for five months. When he found out.

It was a pretty chill day, to say the least but I was nervous. My friend, Billy, said he promised me a hug from him and I told him not to tell him I like him. Honestly, I thought he was joking but then he was telling me he was going to do it in Drama and I was shitting myself.

He walked in and my heart exploded with butterflies I couldn’t wait for the hug. But sorry to let you all down, I didn’t get the hug. 😦 INSTEAD HE FOUND OUT I LIKED HIM.

We were on our way to our next science, Billy was trying to convince him to hug me. And he was asking questions like ‘Why does she want it?’ ‘What’s it for?’ Billy kept it pretty cool but then, (imma call this girl blabber mouth) Blabber mouth blurted out that I liked him and my heart DROPPED.

He couldn’t know I liked him, he’s attractive, funny, popular and I’m not.

It became awkward from that point onward, I’m not sure if he knows I still like him but I just glad we’re speaking and are on friend terms again.

Of course I would love to be more then friends with him, I would be jumping over the moon if he came up to me and asked to be his girlfriend but unfortunately he doesn’t like me in that way.

And I really wish he did.

What do I do?

Top Three: TV Shows

I am known for checking out new TV shows and enjoying them so I decided to post them.

  1. Vampire Diaries: I have defiantly got into this show this holidays, each episode is a cliffhanger wanting you to watch more. And can I say how cute each male character is? Damn. Stefan Salvatore can knock on my door anytime. I’m only on the first season and I’m loving it!
  2. Pretty Little Liars: Though I was very disappointed who A was and believed that the finale was rubbish. I have a deep feeling inside of me that still enjoys PLL. This is in my opinion, but the acting isn’t that great. But… I still love it. #guiltypleasure
  3. Keeping Up With The Kardashians: I had been told by many people, that this show was very fake and stage. But literally, I’m obsessed with the Kardashians- they’re style, lifestyle, everything so I knew I had to start watching it. It is amazing! It keeps you on your toes the whole time. I’m currently on season 7 and loving it.

Back To School Advice: #1 Starting High School

Going back to school can be very scary, having to have different teachers for different lessons is a big change. I can recommend you high school isn’t as scary as you think.

Going to my new high school, I felt very grown up, going on a bus (my high school was 45 minutes away) having a locker key, also some money. It was very surreal.

Of course, I was only eleven but I felt like I was starting a new chapter in my life.


  1. Notebooks– These are very essential, so you can look back on them and revise. It also prepares you for later life when you have very important exams.
  2. An organised pencil case– Make sure you have the important things, pencils, pens, colouring pencils and pens, rulers, scissors, glue etc. You’ll find high school is very different to your previous one. You are meant to have the supplies yourself, this also shows organisation to your teachers. Also, remember to top up if you lose pens or pencils, you tend to hand loads out to people who have forgot the important things. Just share with friends, because others never bring them back.
  3. A bag– Something is going to hold your bag right? Get a reasonable size back, maybe a satchel: they hold books along with pencil cases. On your first day, your teacher is going to overload you with textbooks and you’re going to be carrying them around on a regular basis.

These are really the important things, but there are a whole lot and I’m sure you will get told on the other things.

Don’t be worried. The first years of high school are the best, you have four years to have fun before exams so enjoy it! If you have any worries don’t be afraid to email me –>



I will be the only person writing for this blog. Sorry. 😀

My full name is Cerys Jade Avery- though others think it is Doris because my facebook name is Cerys Doris Avery. I am fifteen years old but will be turning sixteen in November. I am British and from Loughborough.  I have grown up traveling- my dad is in the army and we move every 2-3 years. My parents have currently split up, meaning I won’t be traveling the world anymore which is quite scary. My parents went through a rough patch and decided to call it quits- which is very upsetting.

I plan on this blog to be about everyday life, advice, and all sorts of stuff. I’ve always wanted to blog but always needed the confidence to begin one. I want to teach everyone that life is okay if you do it your way. I have been through a rough patch and want to help others overcome there rough patches. If you ever want to contact me for advice, just email me -> and I will email back as soon as I can.

If you want to have feedback, comments are fine 🙂 I don’t bite, I swear.


Cerys x